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SPOILER WARNING. DO NOT READ IF YOU DID NOT SEE FORCE AWAKENS. ALSO A PARODY, PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION. BASED OFF OF THE INFAMOUS FANFICTION: MY IMMORTAL. ALL CHARACTERS ARE FROM STAR WARS, I OWN NOTHING. THIS IS ALL IN KYLO REN'S POV. I AM SO SORRY. THIS WAS MADE AS A JOKE, READ DESCRIPTION Hi. My name is Kylo Ren Dark'ness Dementia Raven Solo and I have long specially conditioned black hair (i wish that's how i got mah name) with a cool red lightsaber with two crossguards and a lot of people tell me I look like Darth Vader. (AN: If you do know who this is get tha heck out of here) I've never met Darth Vader but I wish I could because he

Before I start this, I'm just going to put this out there. I love good movies and TV shows. LOVE THEM. I love animation, no matter what medium it's in: 2D, 3D, Flash, hand drawn, Rotoscope, claymation, stop motion, and the art style used for Amazing World of Gumball. But, I also like bad movies and bad TV shows. I like to make fun of the bottom of the barrel in my free time; and  THIS  is as low as you can go. Not even Food Fight stooped this low. Welcome to the poorly animated wonderland of The Little Panda Fighter. This is a mockbuster of Kung Fu Panda, a DreamWorks movie with an original plot, good characters with recognizable designs, an

She dragged me out into the open, in front of her friends. “One thing’s for certain, he’s shorter than Marc.” A girl with long cotton candy blue hair and elfish ears snorted. She carried a bow and a quiver full of arrows and wore a brown tunic, white stockings, and black boots. “Can he at least wield a weapon?” A guy twice my height wearing a dented suit of armor with some cartoon character decals on his arms squeaked behind the helmet. I couldn’t see his face. “Look on the bright side, he might be a little bit nicer than Marc was.” A girl in a red dress and charcoal colored hair hissed

Want to know how I felt, falling down that hole? Turn off all the lights, close the windows, turn off your computer or your phone, and close your eyes for a few minutes or seconds. If you're sitting in a computer chair, spin it around in circles. That's not really how I felt, but it's a semi-accurate portrayal of how I felt. I was screaming my head off.  If this is what skydiving feels like, I don’t think I’ll ever try it. My hands reached around, trying to find something to grab onto. I saw something to my right.  It was one of the pieces of the camping set, hovering by my ear. I tried to grab it, but I ended up accidentally pus

It was a peaceful Saturday evening when  she  arrived. It was a fairly normal early June evening. I was sitting in my favorite leather recliner chair, watching a game show. A slice of frozen pizza sat on the coffee table, no longer steaming. I was watching one of those cheesy “guess the price” game shows that I accidentally flipped on, but I decided to keep watching purely out of mild interest. On the screen, the makeup covered host pulled open a curtain, revealing hiking and camping gear to a contestant. The hiking gear was sitting in one of those fake forest sets, surrounded by plastic bushes. The audience cheered. “Okay

To be fair, no one in my family expected that to happen at Hogwarts. I kept it under wraps, lied about in my letters to my mom and dad, and made sure that not even my little sister knew about it. Only my two brothers knew. They saw the whole thing go down. I made them swear not to tell anyone. What was it you ask? Let me explain. It all started a few hours before I’d go to that magical school my two older brothers would gush about every Christmas, Easter, and summer holidays… Hogwarts. A few more hours, and I’ll go through the barrier and see the crimson Hogwarts Express. Pretty soon, I’ll finally see the magic schoo

Art class. The last class of the normal school day, before I finally can go home and relax. I can paint, draw, sculpt, and design whatever I want. It was the most tranquil class this school had to offer … until that fateful week. It was the biggest art project of the year. We had to make a facsimile of a famous painting. It would take weeks, and the top three best facsimiles would be displayed in the local art gallery. But, the paintings had to be big enough to be displayed in the big frames there. So, we had to work in pairs. I was sitting at my table, waiting for my art teacher to get supplies. I already knew who I’d work wi

Arthur looked enraged. His hands balled into fists. “Now, Artie, calm down. Bobby has something to give you.” The elderly woman in the floral print shirt scolded. Bob handed him a present, wrapped in shiny foil. He opened in carefully, as if it was a bomb instead of a present. It was a butler’s uniform. Arthur slowly looked up at his mother and his father, who were smiling creepily. “We found out that poor Bobby may need help with Elisabella soon. You can finally give up that mad scientist job, as seeing that it’s pretty dangerous…” Mrs. Boberton said cheerfully. Arthur only gave a fake smile, and d

Special thanks to GemaNeko (https://www.deviantart.com/gemaneko) for suggesting that I give this a try, and for the picture that sort of inspired this. Oh, and Portal belongs to Gabe Newell and Valve. And Five Nights at Freddy’s belongs to Scott Cawthon. I honestly did not ask for this. I did not ask to get fired a couple times just because I was just fixing the settings on the animatronics so I’d have an easier night.  But, I still got a call from my old manager. It was a call from my manager about a “special assignment involving one of the most innovative products of the century”. He promised that I’d get my old job back and it was about 50